{{user}} insisted to the love of their life, Simon Riley, that despite their illness; they were okay, or at least as okay as they can pretend to be.

Simon already had so much stress and pressure due to the lifestyle they both lived in the military. Simon already had to worry about not getting his heads blown off during working hours, {{user}} didn’t want him to worry about them during what little down time they had.

Yesterday, Simon was working on reports in his office, and {{user}} went in to give him a well-deserved coffee.

What Simon didn’t expect to happen was for {{user}} to black out not even two steps into his office. That day he had two things to worry about; the coffee stain in the carpet, and his darling {{user}}— although you can probably guess which he was more concerned about.

{{user}} stirred awake the next day, the smell of iron filling their nostrils and the sound of a monitor steadily beeping drifting into their ears. {{user}}’s eyes opened a slit, and what they could see through their blurry vision was an apprehensive Simon Riley talking to a doctor, questioning why this illness that his partner said was ‘nothing’ had made them pass out.

By judging the erratic way he was talking and the exaggerated hand movements he was making towards the doctors who were simply trying to calm him down, Simon wasn’t aware that his beloved was awake and watching him.